David's cast (Dae-ee-bee-duh) on the left and Elisabeth's (Eel-lee-jah-beet) on the right. |
Anyway, the kids' plaster casts sat on the table between us the whole time, but Dr. Kim didn't refer to them. (I was fascinated by them and took lots of pictures after he left.) Instead, he showed us the kids' x-rays and photos on the computer, with an impressively complex array of measurements and lines all drawn in. (They reminded me of a crime scene reconstruction of a gunfight, with bullet trajectories lasered all over). He talked at length to Grace, pointing out various teeth and angles and using lots of hand motions to demonstrate relative jaw size and bite angles. He got some sample appliances down from the shelf (with their accompanying plaster impressions from some anonymous soul) and continued explaining the treatment plan to Grace. After awhile, Dr. Kim seemed to realize that of the 6 of us packed around his small consultation table (in the Maximum Emotion Service room), Grace was about as useful as David and Elisabeth (but far less wiggly). As it turns out, our good Dr. Kim has about the same level of English skill as she does, but he also knows all the key orthodontic (orthodontal?) words in English. Relatively important things for a consultation, like, oh, say, "molars" and "permanent teeth." Grace's desperate, frantic references to her smart phone's translator slowly gave way to a despairing, vacant look as she finally set the phone down and just nodded a lot. (Reminds me of the time I visited the women's clinic several months ago and my student translator was rather flustered by key words like "menstruation" and "mammogram." I admire their tenacity and desperate attempts to be helpful and respectful--don't get me wrong. But the translation situations are usually pretty darn funny.)
For some reason, perhaps from my own years of orthodontia or perhaps my love of learning about forensic anthropology (did you know I considered that as a career?), I understood most of what Dr. Kim was saying and he could clarify pretty well when I asked questions. (Nick had questions and took notes, too, but if you want his version of events he can write his own blog). So, for the grandparents or whoever else out there wondering about the actual CONTENT of what we learned today, read on.
David's custom dental mold. See any problems? |
David has a small lower jaw relative to his upper jaw (pretty obvious in the side-view photo), resulting in a very deep overbite. (I suspect he inherited his lower jaw from me and his upper one from Nick. Poor kid.) The xrays show that all his wisdom teeth have formed and are tucked nicely into his jaws, though the ones crowded into the bottom jaw have a low chance of getting to stay around. According to the size of his hand's growth plates (remember those hand x-rays?), this boy is going to GROW--perhaps to the size of his father--over the next 3-4 years. For some reason, this made the Koreans in the room perform a "Waah!" in unison to express their great awe of the boy's enormous Dutch heritage. Anyway, back to orthodontia. David will get a plastic "activator" that will stimulate lower jaw growth by forcing him to have a more "jaw forward" bite. After a year or two, we'll see if braces or other treatments are needed. The good Dr. Kim said something about grinding down the sides of David's top teeth to create spaces, and perhaps inserting micro-screws into his molars, but I have chosen to selectively ignore that prognosis.
Elisabeth's custom dental mold. It faces left, if you're wondering. |
At this point, dear Grace needed to get back to campus for (something) and the kids needed to offer their mouths to the goddesses of orthodontia for yet more dental impressions. So while Nick drove Grace back, I dashed between the kids' rooms to embarrass them with photos and to shock the lovely technicians with my camera antics and running commentary. I really must remember that most Koreans under the age of, oh, 70, understand far more English than they let on. For example, I teased David that the goo oozing out of the holes of the impression device looked a lot like Play-Doh (remember the toys that pump out hair?). He just rolled his eyes; the technician got wide-eyed and giggled. Oops.
Finally, Dr. Kim made "reconstruction" impressions for both kids, which was sort of like molding a mouth guard for hockey. After watching, I figured out that these are the ideal alignments of their jaws; for example, David had to thrust his lower jaw way forward before biting down. Dr. Kim will build their appliances based on these. I think. We'll know more in 2 weeks. As long as I bring a translator, I guess. :)
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